How quickly I fall back on easy ways With you, whom I have spent ten months Hating - a strong word, yes, but How else to name what once was love? I have woken each of three hundred days The mask of your face on my face And now when the telephone rings I pick up the husk of your voice. Yes, since you ask, I have been amazed At how time's flown. My brothers are fine. The Ancient of Days still hangs From the spindly frame you knocked up once. And yes, I have seen the firework displays Like last year's - no, I took a friend. Yes, since you ask, she was Female. No, since you ask, we have not. I remember I laughed through the Mystery Plays With you, those Middle Age words meaning nothing, Those oaths of faith and love Were absurd in our tongue, our new tongue.